Part 8

I don't know if you've ever walked two miles in a pair of heels before, but
let me tell you it isn't much fun. By the time I got to the mall, my feet
were sore and my legs ached. I knew I was wiggling my ass quite a bit as I
walked but it was the best way to cover distance quickly.

Sheila was waiting for me, tapping her foot impatiently. "I've been standing
here for ten minutes, Charlene. Where have you been?"

"I'm sorry Mrs. Winters," I apologized. "I hurried, I just ran a little late."

"What were you doing, sleeping? You knew how far it was, you should have
planned better."

When I told her I'd been delayed because the boys came over, she laughed but
it seemed to make her a little happier. "You don't seem to go very long
without finding a cock for that pussy of yours. You're turning into a little
slut, aren't you? I got here early so I ate already, but you can find a snack
before you leave if you're hungry."

"Thank you, ma'am. I'd like that," I replied. The prospect of some real food
buoyed my spirits.

We spent the next hour in various stores, trying on outfits and purchasing
the ones Sheila approved of. The theme was pretty consistent- short dresses,
low- cut tops, sexy bras to hold up my boobs and no panties whatsoever. In
fact, the only bottom she allowed me was the thong part of a very skimpy
bikini, meant for a much smaller woman. "For mowing the lawn," Sheilagiggled.
Sheila also bought me several pairs of heels, and lots of stockings to go with
them. As much as I tried to keep my legs together, I'm sure the salesmen got
several peeks up my dress as they fussed at my feet.

Our final stop was a small intimates shop, where Sheila had me try on several
corsets. When I came out wearing a long black one which whittled my waist by
almost four inches, she sighed, "Oh my God, Charlene. It's gorgeous."

I turned and looked in the mirror. She was right, it was stunning. The garment
made me look slender and sexy, thin waisted and big busted. The cups lifted my
boobs high on my chest and squeezed them together, covering them just past my
nipples. I never would have worn anything like this on my own but I felt my
pussy get wet as I realized how erotic it was.

"Wow. I'm getting you several of those. That's your new uniform top," she
said. "You can wear it with a nice skirt and it will be perfect."

As we left the store and headed toward the exit I felt my stomach rumble.
"Don't forget, Mrs. Winters. You said I could have a snack before I wenthome."

She laughed. "Ok, you can have a snack if you want. Go ahead and find someone."

I looked at her, puzzled. "Find someone?"

"Of course. Isn't your favorite snack a nick big cock? I've seen how you
gobble them up."

I blushed. "Yes, ma'am. I can wait, though. I'm not that hungry."

Sheila gave me a hard stare. "You asked for a snack and I gave you permission.
Now go find a cock to suck. And hurry. If I have to wait around, you'll get
paddled tonight."

I quickly scurried away. With no time to waste, I tried the direct approach.
I slipped onto a bench beside a man. As his eyes widened at the sight of my
cleavage, I leaned over and whispered in his ear. Within thirty seconds we
were on our way to his car and he barely closed the door before I had his
cock out and was licking it to erection. He had a nice sized cock, thick and
hard, and I have to admit it felt pretty good sucking on it.

I savored the taste as I slid my mouth up and down his staff, his pre-cum
adding flavor as it oozed from the head. When I felt him arch up in orgasm, I
cupped his balls and hungrily sucked every drop of cum from his body, licking
my lips clean as he sagged back into the cushions.

He begged me to stay but I slipped out, then spotted Sheila parked a few rows
over.

"You're really getting good, Charlene," she laughed. You didn't even muss up
your hair. Come on, I'll give you a ride."

When we stopped outside the liquor store I was puzzled for a moment, then
remembered I had to go in and proposition the clerk. My face must have shown
my resignation because Sheila warned me, "Don't start getting an attitude on
me. You do what I tell you and you do it promptly. One more day and you've
made it to the weekend."

I nodded as I slipped from the car. "Yes, ma'am."

Steeling myself, I entered the store. Good, the same clerk was working. As
soon as I bent over to look on the bottom shelf, I had his attention. He came
over to ask if I needed any help, standing well behind me so he could stare
at my pussy. Pretending I didn't know what he was looking at, I kept looking
along the shelf and talking over my shoulder until I felt his hand on my rear.
Twenty minutes later I was walking down the street again, a load of cum in my
pussy and a curious tingling in my crotch from a disappointing fuck. What was
happening to me? Why was I craving an orgasm from that pig? Still, I felt
unsatisfied and masturbated myself to a weak climax when I got home.

When Sheila got home, I had to recount my day's experiences as I bathed her
and licked her to orgasm. When I told her about fucking the clerk, she pulled
my head up and slapped my face hard.

"Didn't I tell you to make a date with him? A date means later. I don't care
what you did this afternoon, I wanted you to arrange something for another
time. You're so stupid, I can't believe I was ever friends with you."

I started crying. "I'm sorry. I'm doing the best I can."

"I'm getting sick of your excuses. You can sleep in the garage from now on.
You don't deserve the basement. Tomorrow you can mow the lawn in your new
bikini. Saturday you'll be home and I want you to mow your own yard, wearing
the same bikini. If you want to act like a slut then I'll treat you like one."

I made supper, exercised, then ate Sheila to another orgasm while Greg fucked
me from behind. Sheila let me go out to the garage after that and I was so
tired I went right to sleep.

I awoke when someone flipped on the overhead lights. Squinting against the
sudden brightness, I looked up and saw Lisa standing in the doorway, with
three other girls standing behind her.

"Awww, what a cozy picture," she gushed. "Got a new boyfriend, Charlene?"

I realized I was curled up against Max for warmth again. Sleeping naked, it
became automatic once I was asleep. I pushed him away and sat up. The girls
all broke into laughter and I realized what was happening.

"You're drunk," I said. "and it's the middle of the night."

"That's right," Lisa confirmed. "We're celebrating."

"Celebrating what?"

"Celebrating I got fired from my stupid job, that's what. We were all out and
I was telling my friends about our new maid. They didn't believe me, so here
we are!"

I nodded. More people knew about me. Great.

"I was telling them how much you like to eat pussy," she said. "They wanted to
see it for themselves. You don't mind, do you?"

I sighed. "No, ma'am."

All four girls pulled off their pants and I went to work. The first girl sat
on a box and I pushed my head into her crotch, inhaling her musky fragrance
before I teased her lips with my tongue and pushed it into her pussy. After
several minutes of licking, she complained to Lisa.

"She's not that good at it. I can do a better job with my Water-pik."

"Hang on a second," I heard Lisa reply. Seconds later my ass exploded in fire.
I screamed into the girl's pussy and starting licking and chewing frantically.

"Ohhh, that's better," the girl said. "Keep paddling her."

They spanked me as I ate each girl to an orgasm, then made me get on all
fours and masturbate myself to orgasm while they paddled me some more. By the
time we finished my ass was burning and I had to sleep on my stomach for the
rest of the night.

Friday passed quickly. Dave came over for breakfast (his and mine), Lisa moped
around the house with a hangover and I quickly finished my chores, excited
about going home.

After lunch, I donned my bikini and covered every exposed square of skin with
tanning lotion. Trust me, there was a lot to cover. Lisa sunbathed on a
chaise as I tottered around on my heels, attracting stares from neighbors and
motorists alike. I pretended to be oblivious but I knew I must have presented
a strange picture, my ass rolling and my breasts heaving as I pushed the
mower back and forth. From behind I looked like I was bottomless and the
material in front kept working its way into my pussy, rubbing my clit and
making me hornier and hornier. I couldn't wait to get home to Mark.
Several times Lisa had me stop and rub fresh lotion onto her body. She had me
pay special attention to her breasts and bottom and I found myself sliding a
finger into her pussy without her telling me to. When she pushed gently on my
head I dipped it into her crotch, licking her to an orgasm as she tanned.
Sheila came home as I was putting the mower away. She was pleased with the way
I'd spent my day."Nice job on the lawn, Charlene. You can go home now."

"Thank you, Mrs. Winters," I started toward the house.

"Just a minute. Where are you going?"

I looked at her, confused. "I was going to go and change before I called Mark
to come get me."

"I didn't give you permission to use my phone and you don't need to change.

You're going to need that outfit tomorrow anyway. Start walking."

"B-but I can't walk home like this," I protested.

"Then stay here. I really don't care." Sheila turned on her heel and entered
the house. I sighed and started for home.

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And so it goes . . .
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